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~	Georgia was on the back porch washing herface

~nd hands aridquarrelling withlda for n6thavingher break-~

:~:i3t ready at nine-thirty when the interviewerarrived for a ~
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	. “Comein,“ Georgia invited,“andhave a cheer.

.iut, LIISS I done told you all I knows ‘bout ~arse Alec and dem

~	when I livedon his plantation. You know ohillun den W8 rn‘ t ‘lowed t o hang ‚ ro.und de ~ grown folks whar dey could hear t:~ings what was talked. about.“ .

	About ~ this time Ida came down from • a second-floor ~:itchen with her mother‘s breakfast. She was gru~bliri~ a little louder on each step of the rickety stairway. “I~crd, have ::a is still a-talkin.‘ ‘boutdat old siaverysturr, anditain‘t r:c~triin‘ nohow.“ After Ida‘s eyes had rested onthe yellow. crete frock just presented Georgia in appreciation of the three h ours she had given for trie first interview, she becanie reconciled ~r the story to be resumed, and even offered her assistance in r~using tile recollections of her perent.

	‚ “Did I tell you“ Georgia began, “dat de man what • 1c:Dked atter Marse Aleots business was his fu8t cousin? lie.
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:~s d,e Marse Lordnorth I‘S€ all time talkin‘ ‘bout and, Marse
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~~thn was Marse Lordnorth‘s brother.		Dere warn‘t no cook or

~ouse gal up at de big house hut Ma ‘tu atter she died, . an~